Bihe saw that the beauty was not used to it all of a sudden, so he didn't force it. There was a long time to come, so he would adjust it slowly. He relaxed suddenly, and a deep tiredness swept over him, "Little lady, play me a song, just one song."
"
She needs classical music to relax her mood and have a good sleep.
Hong Cen was not embarrassed by this request. He immediately came to the piano and sat down, plucked the strings, and a melodious and lyrical fairy music came out. When he raised his eyes, Bi He had already stood up and walked toward him just now.
The soft couch I was sitting on was very warm, and there should be coals under it. I lay down and looked at him sideways, as if listening to music, and gradually closed my eyelids.
Before the song was finished, she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep...[
Hong Cen stood quietly by the couch and looked at her doubtfully. For now, her sleep had completely eliminated all the doubts in his mind. Her unprepared sleeping method would make him want to kill her in just a moment.
It can be done within a short period of time.
Does she trust herself? Hong Cen couldn't help but ask himself.
But why did she trust herself in such a short period of time?
Hong Cen took a piece of fox fur felt and covered her with it, but as soon as he got close to her, his wrists were suddenly clasped tightly! At this time, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, what kind of trust? Fake!
Unexpectedly, as soon as she pulled her, Hong Cen fell down and lay next to her, with a few clicks...
Hong Cen's eyes were moving, and she actually got into his arms. But the pain in her left arm made her frown, and she woke up slightly. She opened her eyes slightly and whispered, "Beauty, I'm injured.
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"Ah, arms?"
"Um."
"Do you want to call a doctor?"
"Are you using useless medicine?" It stings a little, and it seems to be inflamed. It's troublesome. If it doesn't be treated, it will be even worse if it festers. But there is no need to ask a doctor. She can handle such a small injury by herself.